Again, I opened my eyes and found myself lying on a hospital bed.

It turned out that I had fallen onto an air cushion bed.

Although I didn't die, I had multiple fractures all over my body.

Nevertheless, I was grateful that I could barely salvage my life.

On the afternoon I woke up, the police came to the hospital. It was the Criminal Investigation Division.

"If you are able to be questioned at the moment, we can proceed," said the team leader.

The leader's surname was Fang, and after he finished speaking, a young woman behind him, a psychologist, stepped forward.

I had narrowly escaped death more than once, so my mental resilience was different from ordinary people.

Knowing that the murderer was still at large, I naturally couldn't afford to delay.

"On that day, two women died in the residential area. One was the owner of unit 1205, a woman living alone. The other was found dead outside the bedroom of the tenant in unit 1305. According to the forensic medical judgment, they were killed by a sharp weapon. The second woman was the younger sister of your ex-husband, correct?"

Although I roughly knew the sequence of events, hearing it again still made me shudder.

I nodded and relayed to the team leader what my sister-in-law had said at the time of the incident.

Officer Fang furrowed his brow and glanced at the several team members beside him.

They all wore serious expressions, clearly facing a difficult problem.

"What was the state of your relationship with your ex-husband before...? How was it?"

Lost in thought, I closed my eyes, feeling a slight ache in my temples.

To be precise, my ex-husband and I had a good relationship at the beginning.

However, everything changed dramatically after my in-laws and my sister-in-law moved into my house and interfered in our lives.

A week before my ex-husband died, I came home from work as usual, only to witness a horrifying scene.